The Birth of a Phoenix (Chapter 1)

The sky was cloudy and the binary suns barely shone at all that one noon while i traversed along a wide and undulating prairie.

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I Believe Its Time To Wake Up

The stories that have been told will continue to exist in a plane of existence immaterial; _a prairie of unlimited possibility. _ such a concept is beyond words, beyond the mind of a child. so i sit here and i ask... did i ever truly leave?

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Challenging Choices(Slit day 2020)

"hah, proper like always," undrethyl chuckled, then reached for a smaller, brown and tan pelt of a prairie hare which he slid over his lower regions. "you can have the gloomshade stalker fur for a blanket, should you need one.

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The Radkial Legacy: Silver's Story

But those radkials, best damn pack in the whole prairie, if i do say so myself.... an' not jist cuz i made 'em up! winks he was soaked to the bones that showed through his fur, and he couldn't feel his paws from the cold.

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Aurora Sitka Ideas

Sure enough, we got on the hover bus and we were soon zooming over the prairie at a speed that i'd been told was a quarter that of sound. "aurora," he began after we were cruising along, "it's time you learned more of our world.

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The Fountain of Lamneth

When the wolf went to the mole's house which was located on a plateau overlooking the prairie, he took some of the clear wine and drank it.

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Wait For No One - Chapter 3 - Time and Tide

In the cretaceous period, there was a sea where the prairies are. it connected the arctic ocean with what is now the gulf of mexico.

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Men of the Dragon’s Footplate

From the platform the early spotters watch large prairie "dragon - no. 4115" awake for the days work with rhythmic huffs.

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Georgia Campaign

_ "and it's full of prairie dogs," i answered, lowering my weapon. the figure stepped out of the shadow of the tree. the figure was a young male husky, who appeared to be no older than twenty years old.

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Biscuits from Grace (Otherwise Untitled)

~ greg leaned back into the bench seat of the diner, his patience extended towards watching the sun rise from below the treeline across the patch of prairie.

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The legend of a warrior; chapter 49: building trust

Taranis said coldly after a moment, one hand gesturing out over the burned once-prairie, now wasteland. "a huge number of my followers have been slaughtered here. i want to know how, and why." "what the hell was i supposed to do...?"

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